Little girls dream of a happy ending With the prince of charms and all the gold and beautiful things Dream of weddings and children and legacies And the life of fairy tales They fear the tragic end and the broken promises The heartache the pain the loss They are taught to be frightened of the…
A wild thing cannot live among usWith the house cats whose clawsHave been removed and debarked dogsWith groomer cut hair and sweaters. She cannot be domesticatedAnd no matter how sweet herDisposition, she will eventuallyRip out his throat even thoughShe loves him. And some people will blame himFor loving a wildcat. And some peopleWill say it’s…
Once you have a treatmentYou don’t seek to find a cureLiving with disease is easierIf you can half of it You never want to have it allBecause giving up what you haveIs harder than you thought
You’ve tried the water to drench your desire.You’ve tried the calm to center your storm.You’ve sucked the air to starve the fire.And hoped the smoke will still the swarm. But it’s been awhile since you found passion beyond your own. A hurricane to spawn your tornado.A flood to overwhelm your walls.The fuel to light and…
Sitting in the empty waiting roomHoping to get the first walk-in appointmentI marvel at how comfortable the room isWith a cozy couch, Avant garde chairsAnd traditional decor. The first appointment arrives.She’s in and out in momentsBut the room fills up.It’s standing room only. I step outside to the hallTo take care of businessAs each one…
What’s the difference between a motherAnd a fatherA sister and a brotherYour grandmother SunnyOr Pa and MimiThe lady with the dogsThat lives down the streetThe man in the theaterWho is saving a seatThe sleepy dancer who comes and goesAnd where she’ll end up, nobody knowsThe nanny who held you firstThe lady who sold your mommy…
Watching my crepe paperskin slide Over the musclesI moveAs I reach for the tonicEach morning To give me the energyof youthto age Through another dayand see my skin Wrinkleand slide Again Tomorrow I thinkof my mother’s handsAs they aged around the Star sapphire That retained its beauty Even after her Death
Obsessed like a childWith a wondering mindWith a wonderful playthingWith a wondrous smileIn a wondering momentOver a marvelous mileWhen we float throughThe memories Joyful and mildAnd I lie in stillness Considering the wildWhere you’ll dance in my mindOr even insideMy life.
I am the understudy, better rehearsed than the star. Not getting a performance, but ready in any case to step onto the stageand shine.
